I'm not cautiously optimistic anymore...I threw caution to the wind, lol

There was nothing to be nervous about. Last night was lovely. Beyond lovely even...it was easy. It was comfortable. It was nice :) I had as much fun as I expected, maybe more...and that's both good and bad. I mean to begin with, I never thought any of this was even an option...and I'm kind of still reeling that it is, and all the things with Stew that happened in the last few weeks that led me to the point of even finding any of this out. I've been in a weird limbo and I knew last night was going to swing that...I knew last night was going to tell me if I even had any desire to proceed. It did, and I do. The bad comes in that, for fuck's sake, Whit...here you've gone and inserted yourself smack in the middle of another complicated mess. The kind of good in that is that it really isn't my mess to clean up. I mean, I don't have to fix it or anything, I just have to wait and deal and soldier on with a smile and enjoy this giddy phase. I don't know what is going to happen. I know what I hope will happen. We just have to see. But right now, I'm starting my Sunday with a hangover and a smile...and if you can wake up with that combination, well, hold onto that and enjoy the ride.